Loyle Carner - +44

You might find that you text this
At 2am to the girl you never slept with
But never mind
At times thinking she's the best fit
Eccentric
Forever elegant with them best bits
The next this text hits
Starts to wriggle where you left it
A sugar soaked sentiment for sceptics
Then start to giggle as the ridicule reflects this
Stress, second guess
Now you wish you didn't send this
Cos' you don't mean what you said in that text
And you don't mean what you'll be telling her next
You just feel a little lonely
Needing someone to press your forehead against chest
When you're needing a rest
This stress got you falling apart
No facade in your heart
Cos' it's all that you are
But now you feel a false starts got you calling your past
And they ain't answering you
Nah
Cos' it's all in a laugh